I am a 30 something year old mama to my matchy matchy kids. Little Bigger L is our four year old comedian and chief mess maker. The Little-er L is our two year old spicy ray of sunshine. Married to my best friend (schmaltzy I know) Seriously Daddy. I adore him even though most days he drives me crazy but I couldn't have this life without him. Like it or not, I am a former Geologist, pro choice, Planned Parenthood supporting, reality TV junkie, funky leather goods addicted, slightly earthy crunchy, semi angst ridden and some would even dare to say therapy needing stay at home mom living in a town that should be totally erased from the map, once we get the heck out of here.

Friday, October 3, 2008

It's no lie that I love me some Motown Soul. It's in my genes. And my dad? The biggest Motown fan around. Seriously Papa's got some rhythm and although he is way to proud to show it on most days, he's one cool dude. Growing up in North Minneapolis during the 50's and 60's will do that to a person, ya know. I have always secretly loved hearing stories of what a badass he was. Drafted by the NHL but never played because he broke both legs during a varsity playoff game. One of the youngest drill sergeants to ever train troops for Vietnam. Harley riding, trade school teaching, Nuclear (not Nucleeeahhr) Power Plant building, badass. Seriously Papa is also the most honorable, stoic, responsible, intelligent, classy, respectable, humble persons I have ever had the pleasure of knowing. If my son turns out to be half the man that my dad is, he'll do amazing things for this world.

I can remember riding in the jumpseat of my dad's 1978 green ford pickup truck, singing to the Spinners until my sister and I could barely speak. Stopping for White Castle Sliders, heading to the airport and watching the planes fly over us. Those little moments in time spent with my dad are permanently etched into my soul. Those memories have made me who I am.

I've got no rhythm or funk, but me likes to dance to some EWF and The Spinners. I hopped over here from Sleep Deprivation Ninja because I wanted to know how seriously to take a serious Mama. I'm glad I did. It's all kinds of awesome over here. Thanks for getting that groovy song in my head. My family, on the other hand, must now watch me dance and they are not amused.

Joe- Not to worry. I adore my dad, as every daughter should but rest assured I married a guy nothing like him. I needed one of those "nice guys." Your son will have plenty of funny stories to re-tell! Thanks for stopping by!

Neil - It's a classic pairing. Dom and caviar, beer and wings, Sonny and Cher, White Castle and the Spinners. Classic-ness at it's best. Thanks for the visit!

Jenboglass- We have totally earned the right to dance to a funky song, rhythm or not. Dance, girl, dance! I'll be by your blog this afternoon for a visit. Thanks so much for the compliment and the visit. I am still pretty new at this and trying to find my way.

You know how when you're busy you don't always read *every* word? Sometimes I even skip whole sentances. Like the one that said, "My dad." I kept thinking to myself, wow, she really married up on the age scale. So sorry I had thoughts like that about you and your dad. lol